Moving is hard work
Hooooly crap I’m exhausted right now. After about 3 hours of sleep, I was woken up at around 8 am this morning, and since then I’ve been packing, hoisting, moving, carrying and unpacking stuff for the better part of 14 hours. I’m extremely tired but at the same time it’s been alot of fun. I’m in my new room in my new apartment right now, and even though what furniture we’ve got here is in complete chaos, and we have fewer lights than we have rooms, it’s a really great feeling, and I’m already really stoked about living here. I don’t think it’s much of an exaggeration to say this is the nicest apartment I’ve seen, let alone lived in.
We’ve been taking a few photos of the moving process as well as the new apartment, but right now I don’t even know where the camera is (and I sure as hell don’t have the energy to do any formatting and uploading at the moment)… I feel like this is the tenth time I’m saying this with no results, but HOPEFULLY there’ll be some pictures up before long. I’ll actually make an effort this time.
The only downside to this whole story is that everyone involved - not just me - are utterly and completely broke. We have little more than a few packages of instant noodles and a bag of wheat flour to last us… er, well, until someone manages to conjure some cash somehow. But who cares, right? Downtown Gothenburg is mere minutes away, and should I not feel like leaving the house (quite likely), I have a recently replaced (hopefully working) Xbox 360, a Wii, a slew of DVD movies and a kick-ass internet connection to keep me occupied.
Life is good.
Apart from that whole being broke and unemployed thing.